There is a neighborhood in San Francisco where tourists never venture.
It's an old Navy base, long since turned over to the city, called Hunter's Point.
The area includes a Superfund site, a polluting power plant, lofts where artists do what artists do, and some of the best views in the Bay Area.
The area has been, since World War Two, predominantly African-American.
On a drive through the place today, I was struck by how peaceful it has become.
There still are problems, horrible problems, including violence of tragic proportions. After all, the death of one young man represents an ineffable loss for all of us. But there also is beauty and hope here -- all of the things we as humans yearn for.
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